So here's how that went down... the adjustment... it was the day of the Super Seniors Championship at Copley Country Club... I had been playing the best golf of my life... the past 3 years I had finished first or second....runner up last year.... won it outright the year before... and was runner up the year before that... boy was I ever confident... I was top gun... I was the best of the rest... it was my year to win again... the Lord was simply giving me favor... surely smiling down on me...

Whoops...

I pulled my first shot to the left and it bounced along out of bounds... I hadn't hit 2 shots out of bounds all year... in the championship round I hit one out of bounds on 4 of the 9 holes... I didn't even come close... I was the worst... not the best...shot down in flames...

That thing I said about the feeling I got... that feeling that I am really good... maybe even  the best... that Philip is right on top of it all... that kind of pride... that kind of arrogance needs to die... the only way Philip ever gets humbled is by being humiliated... that was the day of my humiliation...the day I was adjusted... I had quite a talk about it with the Lord... amazing how often one can get adjusted on a golf course....

 there is another one I probably should tell you about...it sticks up its ugly head regularly on the golf course... it's my putting down somebody else in some way... especially about how slowly they might be playing... proving once again how Philip does everything better than anyone else...

more about that tomorrow...